Charles n Tyler Part 1
Kinda got this universe in my head where anthro's and humans coexist but in a strict way. This isn't they way they're supposed to interact, but you'll always get those who want to break the rules. Maybe one day I'll get to writing a third part and you'll see why they're not supposed to do stuff like this...
Charles quietly watched him for a while, hidden from view by the corner of the shower area. Although people affected by his condition were rarely discriminated against in polite society, they were discouraged from changing and showering at the same time while at school. The guy appeared to have part fox genes, given his large bushy white tipped tail. His changes weren't as extreme as some Charles has seen. The only real indication of his affliction being the tail, a pair of large, pointed ears on the top of his head in place of where they should be, and a large area of deep red fur trailing down his lower stomach and round his crotch, covering his equipment in a canine like sheath.
The foxboy seemed to be enjoying the feel of the shower against his front, as he pushed his hips forward into the spray Charles could see a small mound of bright red flesh pushing out of the tip of the sheath. He could feel his blood start to flow at this sight, and decided that it was time for him to make his introduction.
Charles walked round the corner as nonchalantly as he could and pretended to be surprised by the person in front of him.
"Oh, hi." Charles greeted with a polite smile. The boy immediately blushed a radiant scarlet colour, as his tail curled round his body and up over his crotch to hide his modesty.
"Err, h-hi." He eventually responded, turning his back slightly towards Charles. "We....we shouldn't really be in here together." He continued, "I'll leave."
"Hey, no, don't worry about it. Stay."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. I'm not fussed about some stupid school rules. It's not like I'm going to catch anything, is it?"
The foxboy looked round at Charles and gave a little smile, "Thanks" Feeling a little more comfortable he continued rinsing off. At the same time Charles squeezed some shower gel into his palm and started lathering up.
"What's you're name?" Charles eventually asked.
"Tyler." Came the short reply.
"I'm Charles. You're in a coupla years below me aren't you, year 10?" Tyler nodded. "You know, I've seen you out on the track. You're quite impressive, even for a...., well, someone with your improvements."
"Improvements?" Tyler snorted under his breath as he glanced over at Charles to see if he was making fun of him. "That's not usually what we're called ...."
"Hell yeah. Most the runners I've talked to would give their right arm to be able to run as fast as you. If you ask me, it's no disease or curse; it's the next step in evolution. Besides, I think it's kinda cute." Tyler glanced round again with an eyebrow raised, as a slight blush filled his face.
Charles took a small step towards the foxboy and reached out with his hand towards the tail hanging in front of him. "May I?" He asked with a friendly tone.
"Erm, well, sure, I suppose." Tyler responded, completely surprised by this stranger's forwardness. Charles took the tail gently in one hand and began stroking it with the other. Even though it was wet from the shower, it was still soft to the touch and velvety smooth to stroke. Tyler's rigid stance began to melt slightly as the long strokes being acted upon his tail made him relax.
"Improved hearing, smell and reflexes. Faster. Stronger." Charles quietly mumbled as he moved his hand from stroking the tail, up to Tyler's head, and gently brushed his fingers against the back of the warm fuzzy ear. The ear twitched from the stimuli and Tyler started, but then the seemingly expert fingers tenderly danced and nipped along the ear edge. Tyler lightly moaned and dipped his head, bracing himself against the shower wall with his hand, as he became more and more relaxed.
"Nice?" Charles asked warmly, as he moved round to face the foxboy.
"Mmm-mmm." And a slight nod is all the Tyler could manage. It wasn't until he felt his blood start to flow into his sheath, stretching it thicker that he realised just how much. He knew that he should move away, make this person stop, but he was mesmerised by the calming actions on his ear.
Charles glanced down and noticed the reaction to his ministrations and watched with eagerness as the contents of Tyler's sheath began to grow too large to be contained; the tip slowly being stretched open by the red mound he saw earlier. This time though, it didn't stop at just a small mound, but grew into a short shaft of flesh. Charles moved his unoccupied hand and stroked down Tyler's front, eventually coming into contact with the soft downy fluff covering his crotch. The growth of Tyler's meat suddenly accelerated, taking no time to reach an impressive seven inches of pulsing, hard flesh. Charles's fingers found the base of the shaft, where they wrapped themselves round it, giving a firm squeeze.
Tyler gasped and managed to recover his thoughts to stammer out most of a sentence,
"I, I don't think we....."
"Sssshhhh" Charles responded, "just relax." With this he gently pushed the foxboy against the wall, pressing his body up against his, and pushing his own throbbing cock up to his new friend's. Tyler moaned as the two poles of meat rubbed against each other, sending waves of pleasure through both young men. Charles passionately kissed Tyler, who, though surprised, reciprocated.
Eventually the pair broke off, and Charles slid down the foxboy's body, his face ending up in line with his pulsing cock. With one smooth motion Charles licked from the balls all the way up the shaft, taking the already slimy tip into his mouth. Tyler gasped loudly again and braced himself against the wall as Charles moved his lips down his cock length as far as he could go, giving a forceful suck as he reached his limit. He wrapped his hand round what he couldn't quite manage and pulled back off, stroking his tongue along the underside of the meat as he went. Tyler's eyes rolled back in his sockets as he was overwhelmed by the sensations from his sensitive, fox like member.
It didn't take many more similar oral strokes before Charles could feel the grip on Tyler's lower cock being forced open by a growing bulge. Charles was momentarily alarmed at this, until he remembered mention of canine penises having a knot. It only took two more movements up and down the long shaft for the knot to have fully expanded, popping out of the sheath and adding extra length to the already admirable size.
"I, I can't hold it.... Can't, sorry....." Tyler breathlessly stammered, as his hips started to buck and thrust. Charles suddenly clamped his hand round the back of the knot, giving a firm tug, violently throwing Tyler over the edge, causing his cock to swell bigger in Charles's mouth before filling it with spurt of forceful spurt of thick, strangely sweet foxboy seed. Tyler couldn't help crying out as Charles continued to suckle on his throbbing cock, even after he had finished climaxing.
The pair stayed like that for a short time, until Charles eventually felt the knot at the base Tyler's cock start to shrink and recede back into his sheath. Charles slowly stood up and looked at Tyler with a large, warm smile on his face, then, carefully placed a delicate kiss on the foxboy's lips.
"You're beautiful Tyler. Don't let anyone else tell you otherwise." Charles gently said, before turning to leave the shower area. Tyler watched him, his attention drawn to the bobbing motion caused in Charles's crotch by a heavily engorged cock.
"What about you?" Tyler managed to get out between breaths, pointing towards the jutting flesh.
"Don't worry about it. I'll deal with it later." Charles replied with a smile, leaving Tyler to slump down into a crouch, watching the aching member between his legs slowly crawl back into his sheath.